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Zac Brown Band and Will Moseley play to a full house at CMAC The Zac Brown Band performed CMAC on June 2. The opener, Will Moseley, was this year’s American Idol runner-up and did not hold back. With swagger, confidence, and joy Moseley played to a near sold-out crowd. At the end of his set, Moseley thanked the fans saying…
5.06.2024
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Vibrant living

Seniors are often reminded to focus on a healthy lifestyle— eating well, prioritizing physical activity, maintaining a social life, and more.  Engaging in these activities leads to slower rates of cognitive decline in the elderly, allowing them to live more independently later in life, according to the National Institute on Aging.  Luckily, most senior living …

Hot off the press happy hour: March 12, 5:30 p.m.

Come party with us! Don’t miss our special ECLIPSE Hot off the Press Happy Hour at the Rochester Museum & Science Center Strasenburgh Planetarium, 657 East Avenue, 5:30–7:30. We can’t wait to see you! Mingle with (585) staff, writers, and photographers, and the fascinating people featured in the March-April issue! There will be a special ECLIPSE movie and special performances by OFC Creations! …

Swing on a star

The April 8 solar eclipse has everyone looking up at the sky. What mysteries and wonders lie among the stars? What’s on the other side of the moon? We don’t have those answers, but we do have some celestial evening wear to showcase from Panache. And there’s no better place for a cosmic photoshoot than …

A piece of Rochester history

Frank Lloyd Wright designed just one building in Rochester. “There’s a certain serenity in the house,” explains Jane Parker, who owns East Boulevard’s Boynton House with her husband, Fran Cosentino. The eye-catching private home was built in 1908 in Wright’s signature Prairie Style for Edward E. Boynton, a lantern salesman, and his daughter Beulah. Even …

Into the darkness

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The promise of light

Frantic feet hurled my pedals forward as my bike rampaged toward the dead end of our street. The dead end was desolate and unmonitored, a lawless country perfectly suited for childhood misdemeanors like the kind I was about to commit. Our parents forbid us from riding our bikes in the street—it was sidewalks or nothing …

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